I have been honored for a long time, and I am still praised for my job. I swore to always protect my lord, and my emperor from danger. I am a Samurai. When I walk through the streets< people bow down before me. Whenever that happens, I blush, but I quickly notice how much I am honored in this country. Everything was good, until my lord started battle with the Emperor. Both of them called me to their side, I didn't know what to do, so I tried to make my lord stop the battle. He didn't listen, so I had to pick which one. I knew I would be dishonored, but I knew the Emperor was stronger, so I chose sides with him. We won the battle, and my lord forgave me, I was lucky for all of this to happen.